NOTE: For a better reading when I point out in the chapter listen to the song "One Dance by Drake", and when I point out again listen to the song "Ride by SoMo" ;)

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Lauren Jauregui's Point Of View 

Zurich was a very beautiful city, I confess that winter had made it even more charming. Seeing its buildings covered by the layer of snow gave a subtle air to the place. I stayed for a few minutes on the room's balcony, just watching the smooth traffic of cars and the movement of people around, while Camila finished getting ready. We were getting ready to get on our way to Saint Moritz, a small town in Switzerland, which according to the Latina was two and a half hours away from where we were. We couldn't go far away from the center of Switzerland, since I still had business to take care with UBS. The eagerness to finally find out the name of the owner of the millionaire account was consuming me; my brain seemed to work at all times analyzing all the probabilities existent in that answer. The only minutes that my thoughts weren't buried in the investigation were when they were lost on the woman who accompanied me. Camila and I haven't even had sex once since we set foot in Switzerland, even having great opportunities for that, we didn't. Not for lack of desire, but, well... I didn't know why.

I rubbed my hands on my arms, causing friction to warm me up. I walked back into the suite, seeing Camila in front of the mirror. The brunette was wearing a white blouse with long sleeves, black high waist pants that had suspenders as accessory; on her feet there were black closed in shoes. Her hair was loose and wavy, falling perfectly well down her back. On her head there was a delicate red beret, giving the Latina a further charm.

-Are you ready? – she asked as she turned towards me.

-Just waiting for you.

Camila stretched her arm to grab the black overcoat from the dresser in front of her. She put it on quickly to protect herself from the cold, then she grabbed the black scarf that was on the dresser next to the piece she put on seconds ago, and then walked towards me. Delicately, the brunette put the accessory around my neck, wrapping the delicate fabric around my neck only once.

-I'm ready. – she said as she looked at me.

-Then let's go.

We closed our stay at the hotel quickly while one of the employees put our luggage in the car. Camila seemed excited about the idea of going to another city, because her smiles were broad and kind. The atmosphere between us was not a teasing one, much less a sexual one, on the contrary, since we arrived to Switzerland everything was calm.

-Where's the driver? – I asked as soon as we approached the vehicle.

-This time we won't have a driver. It'll be just you and me. – she said smiling – Want to drive?

She didn't even give me time to answer, just threw the small key of the gray Range Rover Evoque towards me. The drive was long and tiring, since I'd have to pay extra attention due to the overcast morning. However, Camila always took care of keeping a casual conversation with me so that I'd remain attentive to the road. We were arriving to Saint Moritz, the city was much smaller than Zurich, it kind of looked like a colonial village, simple, but with a distinctive beauty. The small houses and the few not very high buildings stood out amid the Swiss Alps in the background, providing a really wonderful landscape. Camila was visibly distracted before the privileged image we had of Saint Moritz, her eyes didn't lose focus of the window for a second. Today, unlike other days, the brunette seemed different. I might sound crazy, but Camila in those instants had lost her superior air and the visible inflated ego. I took my eyes off the straight road and rested them on the brunette for a split second, and as if I couldn't contain myself, one single word left my lips:

-Beautiful.

I widened my eyes in the same instant, turning my attention back to the road ahead. I cussed myself a thousand times for having thought out loud, and asked inwardly for Camila not to have heard that. But since not everything was as we wanted, she turned towards me and smiled.

-The landscape is really beautiful.

I just nodded with an awkward smile. I didn't know if she had done that to avoid any tense atmosphere between us, or if she really believed that I was referring to the landscape of the place, which also had a radiant beauty. I didn't dare touch the subject again, after the incident I just remained in silence until arriving to the hotel indicated by the Latina. And just like the hotel in Zurich, this one was also grand, it was called Carlton Hotel St Moritz. It was one of the largest buildings in the small town, gaining prominence among the houses around.

-Finally, I'm exhausted. – Camila grumbled as she stretched inside the car.

-That makes two of us, I need a hot bath and a bed.

-You'll have that today, take time to rest these days.

-Why are you being so nice? – I asked as I turned to her.

She let out a nasal laugh and shook her head.

-You shouldn't complain about my moments of sweetness, Jauregui. Enjoy them, they are rare. And by the way, you are also beautiful. – she said as she got out of the car.

I let out a chuckle as I watched the Latina stare at me from outside the car, she carried an amused and kid-ish smile on her face. I shook my head and got out of the vehicle, following the same path as the brunette. The hotel was simply magnificent, as big and luxurious as the one before, however, this one had a further charm due to presenting a very original aspect of the place, with the predominance of wooden furniture, thick bricks and glass. A modern rustic so to speak. Camila quickly made the booking of our room while one of the employees was waiting for us with our luggage. I was really delighted with the little I saw of Saint Moritz, and different from Zurich, I had a certain curiosity to get to know this place.

We entered the hotel room, which was a slightly bigger than the one before. It was so cozy, it looked like the interior of a cottage, it had a fireplace, wooden and concrete walls, some carpets, shelves with books and a couch right next to the coffee table. I walked slowly towards the other room, seeing the huge bed opposite the glass wall, which gave us a wonderful landscape of the Swiss Alps covered by snow.

-You like it? – Camila asked as she dropped her purse on the brown couch.

-It's wonderful. – I let out subtly.

-I love this place, one of my favorites.

-Do you usually come here?

-Actually, it's been a few years since I've been here.

-Why?

-It's still too soon for you to know. – she said as she walked away.

The day went by very tranquilly, I literally used the remaining time to rest from the long trip in the morning. Camila promptly did the same, using the benefits of the sauna and spa that the luxurious hotel offered its guests. We didn't even have lunch together, she opted for staying at the restaurant and I in the room, and even with different choices, nothing affected the good atmosphere that installed between us. In the beginning of the evening, the Latina entered our room with a wide smile, showing her happiness.

-Happy? – I asked.

-Very, I really needed a day as relaxing as this one! They do some great massages here.

Camila lay face down on the mattress, resting her elbows on the soft sheet of the bed.

-I see that it really did you good. You're cheerful. – I murmured as I closed the book that was in my hands.

-I really am, you should've accompanied me.

I flashed a smile at the woman who stared at me subtly. I wasn't in the mood to go to a spa, as good as it was. My thoughts seemed to be totally consumed by the police investigation, the eagerness grew bigger by the minute towards the deadline given by the bank manager. Even having the opportunity to rest physically, my brain was still in a continuous work before all the possible options of names for who stole the money. And that earned me a psychological fatigue, which seemed impossible to overcome.

-I'm not in the mood for that.

-You're unbearable right now, Lauren. – Camila murmured as she completely lay down on the mattress.

And before long, the brunette looked at me again

-It's such a turn off when you're like that. – she said pouting.

-Yeah? – I asked amid a laugh.

-Yes, totally. – she joked – But seriously, you're unbearable with that mood of yours, and we need to change that.

-I'm not unbearable. – I grumbled.

-You are, you've been locked in the room all day. We are going out.

-What?

The brunette got up from the mattress quickly and looked at me.

-We're going out, I didn't come to another city to stay locked in a room. Even if it offers us something that I love to do.

I couldn't contain the laughter at Camila's mischievous comment, she really seemed to be serious despite her cynical smile.

-It's so nice here, I love this hotel. – I muttered, seeing her roll her eyes impatiently.

-I love this hotel too, but I want to go out, I want to unwind a bit. You need that even more than me.

-Camila...

-Come on, please.

I narrowed my eyes towards her, seeing that for the first time she didn't order, Camila just asked. I let out a sigh in surrender, which instantly made her notice that she had won. Perhaps the Latina was right, I should distract myself somehow, and no one could do that better than her.

-What do you have in mind?

-We can go out to dinner, there's a wonderful restaurant downtown.

-I like the idea.

-Perfect! I'm going to get ready.

-I'm gonna get ready too.

About an hour later Camila and I were walking down the center of Saint Moritz, we had left the car in a near parking lot so that we could enjoy a short walk to the restaurant chosen by the woman. The town was pretty peaceful, but it was noticeable the presence of a lot of tourists who were enjoying the beauty of the place. There were a lot of people out at this time, as if in the evening people came out to the streets to enjoy a bit of the city. It didn't take long, and soon we reached our destination.

-Welcome, ladies. – the headwaiter said politely.

-Thank you. A table for two, please.

-Yes, of course. Follow me.

The man dressed with a dark suit guided us to a great table, it was among the first closest to the balcony. Camila removed her red overcoat, giving me the opportunity to see her black dress with long sleeves and tight fabric. It possessed a beautiful neckline, giving emphasis to the delicate necklace on her neck, it was a golden gold chain with a small pendant of some gemstone that I couldn't identify at the moment. I was also wearing an overcoat, but mine was white, and inside it I only had a black high collar blouse with long sleeves. On the bottom half I had a pair of wine-colored pants.

-I'll be back soon to check what you are going to order.

Camila nodded with a smile on her lips before the man left. My eyes wandered around the environment with pleasant temperature. The place was as cozy as the city that surrounded it. The brick walls contrasted with the refined wood; the well tidy tables with their crystal glasses and silver cutlery, everything placed over the white table cloth that covered it. The restaurant was partially full, nothing exaggerated to the point of being uncomfortable, in fact, the place created an atmosphere of certain intimacy, perhaps it was the yellowish and dim light coming from the luminaires distributed along the walls, or the presence of candles on their unique candlesticks on the table. It was all very delicate, warm and beautiful.

-You have a good taste to choose places. – I commented as I put my overcoat over the back of my chair.

Camila expanded her lips, showing her white and bright smile. She looked so beautiful that night, maybe everything was collaborating to extol her so striking beauty. The brunette didn't abuse her makeup, on the contrary, it was almost even natural, if not for her lips and her eyes.

-I have good taste for everything.

-Should I feel praised? – I asked with a smile.

She narrowed her eyes, which were compressed as her smile grew.

-Yes, you certainly should.

I raised my eyebrows in a smug expression, making her shake her head. Camila drew her attention to the menu and to what she was going to order, and soon I did the same, after admiring her for a few seconds. The headwaiter came back again stopping next to our table, waiting for our order, which we soon made.

-Can you bring some wine?

-Do you have any preference, madam? – he asked with his German accent.

-I'll leave that in your hands, bring me the best.

He smiled gently and left, not taking long to come back with the wine requested by the woman in front of me. In an elegant and sophisticated way, the headwaiter served us a red wine, while we'd wait for our dinner.

-You seem so familiarized with this place. – I said as I took the first sip of wine, which by the way was wonderful.

-I've been here twice, but it's been many years. Before getting married.

-If you liked the place so much, why didn't you come with your husband?

-I don't know, never felt like it. – she answered tranquilly.

-And you felt like it with me?

-As strange as it sounds, yes. You give me a different air.

-What do you mean?

Camila lowered her gaze for a few minutes, making me lose the eye contact with her brown eyes, which were covered by her long eyelashes. I could pay attention to every little detail of her; from the way she wet her lips, or how she subtly gesticulated with her hands as she talked about something. The brunette looked at me again, giving me the honor of looking at her brown eyes again.

-At certain times I feel different when I'm with you.

-You feel like that now?

We stayed in a replete silence for a few seconds, only staring at each other. Camila swallowed hard, letting out a sigh between her lips, which soon received the crystal glass with wine. I could see the liquid wet her full lips, making the urge to kiss them grow.

-One might say so.

-That's really good. – I let out with a smile.

-Good? Why?

-Hum, I can say that I feel different now.

The air between us seemed heavier, but not in a bad way, on the contrary, it was intense and pleasurable, in purest sense of the word. As if something kept us involved in a different intimacy from the ordinary. We changed the subject in an attempt to try and soften things. Soon our dishes arrived and we savored a delicious dinner in a lively and casual conversation. We had already drunk some a few good glasses of wine that left us somewhat looser.

-I swear that I felt very embarrassed. – Camila spoke amid a relaxed laugh as she spoke about her first time flirting with a woman.

-My mind can't formulate that scene, you being shy is at least surreal.

-Why? – she asked as she stared at me, while holding her glass.

-Well, Camila... you are beautiful, and very sure of yourself, and of your words.

I spoke under her piercing brown eyes, which she made absolute question to fix on me. She rested her elbows on the table, leaning her body forward as she smiled subtly.

-You think I'm beautiful?

-I think you are very beautiful.

-I know that you do. – she laughed, and drank the rest of the wine in her glass – I want to go somewhere else.

-Where?

-I don't know, I want to have more fun. Something more exciting.

I frowned at her, doubting her intentions. The Latina let out a laugh and shook her head.

-It's still not sex that I want, Lauren. That will be for later.

-And what do you want?

-To go somewhere else.

We paid the restaurant bill and soon Camila led me to the place desired by her. It was one of the few existent nightclubs in Saint Moritz, and it didn't even come close to the ones I had gone previously, but it was as good as. That was due to the different style, it looked more like a little bar with live show and a reserved area for people to dance. The place was full, people of eclectic styles circled the place as they drank, talked and danced excitedly. The place's temperature was way hotter, making the presence of our overcoats totally unnecessary, and that's why they were taken off after a few minutes inside the nightclub.

-Let's find a place to sit. – Camila spoke close to my ear because of the loud music.

-I think it'll be hard to get a table. – I commented as I tried to find something empty.

-Come. – I heard her say before pulling me to the counter, where there were two empty stools.

-When someone leaves one of the tables, we'll occupy it. – she said smiling as she placed her overcoat on the counter by our side.

I promptly did the same while the brunette ordered our drinks. Camila seemed much more happy and loose than any other day that I've been in her presence. Her smile was natural, which made her look even more incredibly beautiful, if that could be possible. I loved how her Latin characteristics were so striking and engaging. Her wavy brown hair, her intense gaze, her fleshy mouth and her so sensual body.

-I thought this place had closed, apparently they've improved it a lot since the last time.

-It's great, I love it.

-I'm glad you love it, you seem to be having fun now. You can already thank me.

Camila said smugly as she grabbed the small beer bottle from the counter. The brunette brought the glass container up to her lips, taking a sip of the stupidly cold liquid.

-Let's just say that you're good at distracting me. – I said as I took a sip of my beer.

-I am?

We were very close, we sat side by side, but facing each other. We talked without breaking our eye contact, I felt mesmerized by that woman. The way she talked, smiled, everything was attractive to me.

-Yes. Very good at it.

-You're fucking good at it too, Lauren. And I hate you for it.

-You hate me?

I inched closer to her, and Camila did the same with that cynical smile.

-Very much.

She lowered her head slightly, making me smile. I could swear that I left Camila disconcerted in certain moments, her gaze averted mine whenever that happened, and even with the dim light of the place I could see her blushing.

-You adore me, Karla.

Camila was now sitting sideways with her legs crossed, leaving good part of her long and tanned legs showing through the slit of her black dress. She had her head slightly arched back as she savored a sip of beer. I could see the skin of her collarbone and neck perfectly well, making me feel the huge urge to kiss her. The Latina turned to face me with an intense look.

-Indeed I do, very much.

Her words hit me hard, making me swallowed hard. My body seemed to react instantly to Camila's heavy confession, because the heat seemed to triple, forcing me to lift a little the sleeves of my blouse. I brought the beer bottle up to my lips, taking a series of sips, which made her smile sarcastically. It was clear how the alcohol was already guiding us, I felt much lighter than in the beginning of the night, and Camila was no different.

-Honestly, you... – I let the words die on my lips with a smile, which caused another in her.

-I what? – the brunette's eyes stared at my mouth without even being discreet.

-You're no good.

-Never said I was, Lauren.

*(Play song – One Dance by Drake)*

The Latina winked one of her eyes at me and smiled. She began to move her body discretely to the sound of the engrossing music that was playing in the nightclub, perfectly accompanying the timing of the beats. Her eyes stared at me while her bottom lip was trapped between her white teeth. I felt my body seething with those images, the woman could engage me only with the movement of her body and her penetrating gaze.

-Come, let's dance.

-Karla...

-I won't take no for an answer. If you don't come with me, I'll dance with another.

I frowned at her, disliking the idea of seeing the Latina with another woman. I shook my head quickly, taking the last sip of my beer before dropping it on the counter and getting off the stool. Camila kindly asked the bartender to keep our stuff, and so the young man did. I felt her hand grab mine, intertwining our fingers to pull me into the middle of the cluster of people who were dancing. We stopped almost in the middle, and Camila turned to face me and started dancing to the sound of the music. I smiled at her and followed her movements. The Latina had a huge facility to follow the rhythm that the music offered her, and I confess that I was loving that. Her facial expressions could be as sensual as the music and the movements of her body. She swayed her hips as her hands moved several times towards her hair, which flowed with lightness. She turned her back to me and I promptly inched closer, pressing her body to mine. Now Camila moved her hips from side to side, causing a strong friction between us. I closed my eyes as my hands rested on her waist, guiding her movements from one side to the other. Delicately, Karla pulled her hair to the side, leaving her neck free for me. We exchanged an intense glance without stop dancing, she seemed to have fun with the tension that surrounded us. I tilted my head slightly forward, brushing the tip of my nose on her soft skin, inhaling her delicious scent, almost intoxicating.

-You're good at dancing. – she murmured, arching her head slightly back, prolonging our contact.

-I'm good at so many things, Karla.

The brunette smiled and rolled her hips, rubbing her body on mine slowly. I didn't know how to explain it, but my body reacted to every movement that she did. I felt on fire with that situation, with our contact, with our gazes. Every existing cell in me yearned for her as if that was necessary to keep my sanity, or literally lose it altogether. It was a mixture of desire and something else that I couldn't identify.

-I know, never doubted that.

-Never? – I whispered in her ear, feeling the brunette's body shiver wholly.

I grabbed her waist harder and in a teasing way she rolled her hips, inciting me to grab her. Then she pulled away, turning to face me. Her arms rested around my neck and I immediately grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. She gasped in surprise, and through her long lashes she looked at me as her lips gave me one of her best smiles.

-Never.

We stared at each other for a while, just standing there with our eyes fixed on each other. Her inebriated brown eyes had a different glow, intense. It was noticeable how her breathing was heavy, leaving her mouth open. With the tip of her tongue, Camila licked her bottom lip slowly, forcing my eyes to analyze every second. On instinct, I ended up doing the same, and she also watched everything.

-Want to get out of here? – I whispered to her.

-Yes, very badly.

We picked up our things that were with the bartender and left the bustle of that place, coming into contact with the cold night and starry sky of Saint Moritz. Camila laughed for having accidently bumped into a girl on the way out, and I just tried to take her away as quickly as possible before the woman came after us to scold us.

-Is she coming after us? – she asked amid a laugh.

-No, she's just looking at us. So walk faster. – I said and held the brunette's hand, hurrying her steps.

Camila was much more giggly and that was due to the huge amount of alcohol present in her body. I held her hand and she intertwined our fingers, walking beside me. We took the longest path because the brunette insisted that she wanted to cross the small park in the town center. We talked tranquilly as we walked down the sidewalk, right next to the skating ring, where there was a relative amount of people having fun.

-I want to skate. – she murmured thoughtfully, stopping along the way.

I stopped right away and stared at her with a frown, trying to see the jest in her expression, but only then I realized that her desire to skate was totally real.

-Camila, you're drunk. – I said with a smile.

-No I'm not. – she retorted quickly in pure stubbornness.

-Yes you are. Let's go, come with me.

I approached her, trying to capture her hand, but she pulled away quickly, crossing her arms across her chest.

-Lauren, I want to skate.

-I will not skate now, I feel a little dizzy. And you are much worse than me, so come on, let's go to the hotel. – I extended my hand to her.

Camila rolled her eyes impatiently, huffing in indignation. I felt like laughing at her stubbornness, but I controlled myself to not make her even more angry. I knew that that was the effect of the alcohol, and even of her strong personality.

-You won't come with me? – I asked carefree.

-No, I want to skate. – she pointed to the ring.

I nodded subtly, looking at the people who skated on the ice.

-You'll stay here alone then, I'm going to the hotel. – I made the most carefree expression possible, just to tease her.

-You can't leave me here alone! – she grumbled.

-I can, you wanna bet?

She didn't answer, just nodded with a superior air standing in the same place. I flashed a cynical smile before turning my back and walking away from the brunette.

-Lauren! – she shouted – Get back here now!

I felt my lips expanding into a wide smile. Camila was drunk and her stubbornness only made me want to laugh. I put my hands in the pockets of my overcoat and continued to walk slowly.

-I'm going to count from one to three for you to stop! – she continued to shout – One!

I was stifling the laugh that insisted on making itself present.

-Two!

I felt her closer, perhaps Camila had taken a few steps forward towards me.

-Lauren Michelle Jauregui Morgado! I'm going to say three. You won't stop?

I continued to walk just to annoy her, but it was obvious that I wouldn't leave her alone in that place. When I took impulse and turned on my heels to face the brunette...

-Three! – she shouted, and I felt the impact of a heavy and cold mass against my chest.

I closed my eyes on instinct, and when I opened them I had the image of a Camila who was staring at me open-mouthed, to then burst into a loud laughter. The damn woman had just hit me with a snowball.

-You did not do that... – I said in a murderous way, seeing her stifle her laughter.

-Lauren... – she said slowly, as if trying to calm me down.

-You'll pay for this.

I bent down quickly, grabbing a bit of snow from the ground while forming a small ball in my hands. I threw the first ball, but she skillfully managed to get away.

-No, please! – she exclaimed amid a laugh.

-Don't try to run away! – I threw the next one, hitting her arm.

I bent down again to pick up another snowball, and when I got up I was fully hit once again by the brunette. She approached quickly with an infectious laugh.

-You're terrible at this. – she said as she pulled me by the collar of my overcoat.

I frowned at her, making her look at me with a broad smile. I had to agree, throwing snowballs had never been my strong since childhood. The brunette patted my hand, wiping the remnants of snow that were still there. I looked at her face, seeing a happy and relaxed smile. Her arms wrapped around my neck and on instinct I wrapped mine around her waist.

-Just a little bit. – I joked.

-I think you're very terrible at it. – she said with an amused expression.

In that moment I felt incredibly light. As if for a moment the problems had evaporated, freeing my head of any perturbation or anxiety. I could only think about how good it was to be there in that place with Camila. She stared at me, penetrating her intense brown eyes on me, causing that mix of emotions that made me nervous. I held her gaze, seeing her now stare at my lips, which let out small breaths of air that were visible through the environment due to the low temperature. I brought one of my hands to her face to gently put a thin strand of her hair behind her ear. Camila closed her eyes as soon as she felt the touch of my hand on her skin, as if enjoying every second of that moment. I felt my skin prickle with desire to touch her more, to feel her more. Her so well drawn lips called me, they yearned for mine with such a great intensity that I could feel my breathing falter.

-I think I'm going to kiss you now. – I whispered in a small voice.

-Kiss me, please.

The Latina's soft and delicate lips came into contact with mine, making me sigh appreciatively. I felt as if my whole body was reacting to that simple contact of our lips, which moved in a unique sync. Camila pressed me against her, putting all of her desire into that kiss, which seemed to be just the first of many tonight.

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We walked into our hotel room without breaking the contact of our bodies, I didn't want to let her go for one second. Camila was holding my face with her delicate hands, while her hot and soft tongue entered my mouth, sliding over mine with an incredible skill. I closed the door behind me with my foot and walked forward in clumsy steps with Camila pressed to my body.

-Oh, God... – she murmured in a lost way when she felt my lips on the skin of her neck.

I removed the overcoat from her body, letting the piece fall to the floor, and then I immediately took off mine that, just like Camila's, was lost along the way. We walked clumsily because we didn't want to interrupt the contact until reaching the couch by the fireplace that was burning in the background. I laid the brunette on the comfortable padded and rested my body on hers, having access to the skin of her neck to do as I pleased. My hand went up her thigh in a more intense caress that made her sigh.

-Wait. – she asked almost breathlessly.

I raised my head a little to be able to look into Camila's eyes, which stared at me with an enigmatic look.

-Is something wrong? – I asked worriedly, trying to decipher her eyes.

-No, I just want to ask you something before.

I frowned and swallowed hard.

-Go ahead. – I murmured when I fixed my gaze on hers.

-Can we do it differently this time?

I felt confused before her request, perhaps I was too aroused and nervous to reason any request at that moment.

-What do you mean?

-Lauren...

*(Play song – Ride by SoMo)*

Camila smiled shyly, giving me the chance to see her blush. And it was when suddenly, as if I had been slapped, that I realized what she was referring to. I closed my eyes for brief seconds and nodded at the brunette before getting up from the couch. I received a curious look, almost nervous, from the now slightly inebriated woman. I wouldn't do that just for her, but for me too; because in a way today, more precisely that night, I wanted it to be that way. I extended my hand to her, receiving hers soon after. The two of us walked together towards the bed, stopping right next to it. Camila wasn't saying absolutely anything; it was as if that tempting and imposing woman didn't exist, as if her seduction barriers had been visibly devastated by the tsunami of new sensations provided that night. I walked away from her for a few instants, just to lower the intensity of the light in the room, which was now only being partially illuminated by the table lamp on the nightstand. I approached her again, she had her back to me now. I could see her heavy and spaced breathing by the way her shoulders rose and fell gradually. I stopped a few centimeters from her body, and with my hands I pulled her hair to one side, leaving her neck fully exposed to me. The Latina shivered as soon as my lips came into contact with the delicate skin of that area, where I made absolute question of kissing gently, as my hands lifted the hem of her black dress slowly. Camila raised her arms so that the piece could come out completely, giving me the view of her body covered only by a bluish delicate lingerie. The silence took over the environment completely, making us only hear the sound of our heavy breathing. My lips brushed the brunette's nape, while my hands patiently slid around her waist, going towards her flat stomach, to then remove her bra. The woman arched her head back as soon as she felt my tongue in contact with her hot skin, followed by a gentle bite.

-Lauren...

I felt inebriated with her body, her skin and her so sweet scent. I squeezed Camila's body against me, receiving her hands in my hair as my lips roamed around her neck. I turned the woman to face me in one quick motion that made her gasp in surprise. We connected in such an intense way once our eyes looked into each other. I pulled her to me and took her lips in a kiss full of desire and want, want for her. Camila didn't take long to remove my blouse, followed by my pants, leaving me now in the same state as she was. I laid her down on the soft bed, seeing her so beautiful body spread on the white sheets.

-Come... – she asked in such a dragged voice tone that made me shiver.

I united my body to hers, feeling the touch of our hot skins, which were burning with the desire that spread among us. Unlike the other times, Camila seemed to suck more of me, as if she could absorb my vital energies. My tongue danced in perfect movements with hers, as if our kiss had the best fit existent in the world. Her hands roamed my back, up and down, while her nails scratched my skin at every movement that my body did over hers. I was lost in a whirlwind of sensations that guided me only down one path, where the end reserves me one single person. I sat on her hips gently while I moved her hands above her head, pinning them to the soft mattress. She expanded her lips into a smile, keeping our eyes connected. I smiled at Camila and joined my hands to hers, intertwining our fingers.

-You are beautiful. – I let out without fear of what she might think.

-You are beautiful too, Lauren.

I leaned my head forward, feeling her soft lips being pressed against mine, her avid tongue searched for mine with a colossal desire. I felt her teeth bite my bottom lip, making me squeeze our hands together. I left her mouth and slid my tongue across the line of her jaw towards her earlobe, where I sucked skillfully. Camila reacted instantly, letting out a muffled moan. I released her hands and descended with my kisses down her neck, passing by her collarbone where I kissed affectionately. My mouth trailed her skin carefully, now passing by the valley of her perky breasts. Despite all the cold that was felt outside, the room seemed to have a much higher temperature. My eyes opened to stare at the brunette's brown and flaming eyes, which stared right back at me in a lost way. I slid the tip of my tongue over my lips and inched my mouth closer to the brunette's hard nipple. Camila bit her lower lip when she felt the first suck on her right breast; I moved my tongue with the exact pressure on her so sensitive skin. She tilted her hips up, forcing them against my sex, which time or another rubbed on hers.

-Hmm... – she moaned when she closed her eyes.

-Look at me, don't take your eyes off me. – I ordered, and she obeyed instantly.

I left her breast and descended with a trail of kisses down her flat stomach. I felt like kissing her wholly, like feeling her soft skin with my lips till I drop. Camila left me in a state of constant frenzy, as if she was all that made me live in that moment. I kissed her stomach one, two, three times, coming very close to her sex; everything under her penetrating and hot gaze. I removed her thin and expensive lace panties, showing her body completely. Before returning to accommodate my body over hers, I removed the pieces that I still had left. Now I had one of my thighs in between the woman's legs, making our sexes have a stronger contact with each other's skin. I kissed her mouth and bit her bottom lip as I moved my body over hers, forcing her pussy to rub on me.

-Oh God, Lauren... – she whispered amid a moan, bringing her hands to my back.

-You drive me completely crazy for you. – I whispered against her lips, moving my hips.

I felt Camila's wet pussy rubbing on my leg faster and faster. We were sweating, our bodies were in an intense friction, our breaths mingled with every exchanged kiss. I rested my forehead against hers and supported my arms on the mattress, now moving my body faster, rubbing harder. She tried to control her moans, which tore her throat uncontrollably. My body at every passing second asked for more, asked for her and for its climax. I pulled my forehead from hers, staring at her eyes lost in pleasure, while moving my body nonstop. Camila on pure impulse brought her hand up to my nape, gripping and tugging on my hair, forcing me to watch her feeling pleasure. She moaned with want, only multiplying the sensation that exploded in me. My whole body was there for her, with all the strength that she could yearn from someone. She scratched my nape lightly and then pulled me into a desperate kiss. Our lips moved with greed, hungry for each other. I lifted my body and skillfully held one of Camila's legs, lifting it to give me the perfect fit. I grabbed her arched thigh and moved my hips faster, now having her pussy rubbing with mine without any hindrance. I saw the brunette's nails digging into the bed sheets as soon as I started to move over her; my eyes were lost in her now partially illuminated body by the table lamp. I could see the beads of sweat running down her neck. She moaned more and more constantly, but not too loud. Karla's moans could be one of the best things that I've ever heard. Her hand left the bed sheet and rested on my waist, forcing me against her. I closed my eyes and arched my head back, feeling increasingly closer to the apex. My body seemed to give emphasis to all my nerve endings, which exploded with the sensations provided by that Latina.

-Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Lauren, I'm gonna cum!

My hand went to hers and I intertwined our fingers affectionately. Camila looked at me deeply as her chest rose and fell in a heavy breathing. I felt on the edge of what I most wanted. She kept her eyes fixed on mine when she was invaded by the apex of pleasure. Camila's fingers squeezed mine hard as her body moved quickly with mine; she was cuming with me, and for me. My body convulsed with hers, moving shamelessly. I heard her moaning and cussing as a way to express what she was feeling. The rubbing of our sexes continued until the last second of that devastating orgasm. She only closed her eyes now, while her half-open mouth let her panting escape. I felt her pussy throbbing against my skin, letting me notice how intense that had been. Carefully, I accommodated myself on her sweaty body, resting my head on her chest; I could hear her heart beating wildly there, as her chest rose and fell trying normalize itself.

-This was certainly the best to date. – she laughed breathlessly, making me smile – And I want more of you.

I lifted my body to look into her brown eyes. Camila had a relaxed expression, satisfied. Her face was flushed, making her even more alive and vibrant. I was still smiling at her as one of my hands slid down her cheek.

-You'll have much more.

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I shifted on the bed, feeling gentle kisses on my back. A slight shiver ran down my spine when I felt Camila's lips close to my ear, making me feel her breath against my skin.

-We can't sleep all day. – her husky voice made me smile.

-Yes we can. – I grumbled, forcing my eyes to remain closed.

She laughed and kissed my neck. With every movement that Camila did, her hair slid on my back, making me shiver all over. She seemed to have fun with that, because she didn't try to stop when she saw all the hairs on my body stand on end.

-I want to go out and enjoy the day. It's beautiful outside, and today is our last day here.

I sighed heavily, remembering that we'd have to go back. All good things come to an end. I opened one of my eyes with some difficulty, which made Camila let out a contagious laugh. She didn't seem tired, on the contrary, she was more awake and lively than in the day before; and let me tell you this, our night was at least too busy.

-I'm going to take a shower, I expect to come out of the bathroom and see you very well awake, Jauregui. – she said and kissed my back for the last time before getting up from the bed.

I opened my eyes to look at the brunette walking towards the bathroom. I could never miss the scene of seeing Karla completely naked walking with her long and wavy hair across the hotel room. The brunette knew that she attracted my gaze, because she stopped at the doorway and looked at me with a mischievous expression.

-You can join me if you want. – those were her words before entering the bathroom.

I quickly sat up on the bed, as if Camila's words had awakened me in an effective way. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hands and got up from the bed wrapped in the white bed sheet. Our clothes were scattered across the room's floor, revealing what had happened here last night. I approached the overcoat that was on top of on the living room couch, grabbing my phone. I looked at the notifications, when one of them caught my eyes, it was an email:

"Calton Tomaz – UBS"

I swallowed hard at the sight of that notification, the information that brought me to Switzerland was there, just one click away. I sat on the couch and took a deep breath before pressing on the email icon. My head seemed to be remembering all the events since the beginning of the Collins Enterprise's theft investigation. With my thumb, I pressed on the email unsteadily, quickly going through Calton's unnecessary text, to then download the document. The download bar filled completely on the phone's screen, opening the file automatically. I knew those forms and went straight to the page that interested me. My heart was racing in wild beats of anxiety, when finally my eyes landed on the full name on the form.

-Lauren, are you coming to the shower with me?

My eyes left the cell phone to look at the woman's face in front of me.

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NOTE: OOOOOHHHHHH! Cliffhanger... Dun dun dun XD What's the name written on the document? Hmm... What are your theories? When Evelin updates again, I'll translate and post it.